LVIII. (Khoshal Khan Khattak Poems)
The sword that is sharpened, without doubt, is for smiting; is it not?The locks that are curled, certes, are for ...
The sword that is sharpened, without doubt, is for smiting; is it not?The locks that are curled, certes, are for ...
Such an amount of misery is there in my family this day,That the world is amazed and confounded, at the ...
Of the preciousness of youth what doubt can be entertained?The period of old age is pregnant with infirmities and defects!Every ...
There is lamentation everywhere, from the hand of death!In every place, in every habitation, from the hand of death!'The form ...
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